Generations wait
Like the river sways
For a father's blood
For a mother's love
Though not the promised land
Nor any perfect plan
Along our neutral path
There was a single lowered branch

What was flawless canvas-white
What was kindness in our eyes
Is now a blemished masterpiece
An astigmatism life
But let's cut right to the chase
To when the best of us was on display
Before we tipped the scale from confidence to doubt
I would hold you now, if only I knew how
Concentration breaks
Under frivolous weight
If the right words exist
May they find our lips

Let's stay the course
And let the tension make us new
I don't know if it's virtue
I don't know if it's just dumb luck
Would it matter if it was?
What if we welcomed change in
Or opened up just enough
To let it begin?
To let it begin?
“the doors will open wide for you.”
It was said just like it was the truth
If we walk right through...